crunch, no bump, thump,
or faintest whump,
no inkling the one thieving
at night in my diggings,
denied nod to my hazy noggin;
she a crepuscule murk,
like a phantasm
sashayed the wall.
A hissing meower,
swarthy, spry, prowler
her witching hour.
lapping her tongue
like a spring that sprung
in my sweet clotted cream.
“Feeding the Stray,” the third place poem, gives us a bit of a surprise:
First Honorable Mention was awarded to a poem that paints a picture as it provides a brief narrative:
The poem selected for Second Honorable Mention takes us to China and a natural disaster:
the cat and teaches English at Shawnee Hills and John A. Logan community
colleges. He has published poetry in dozens of poetry journals and
on-line publications beginning in the 1970's. Several of his poetry
books are available at Amazon.com.
Guild and current vice president of the Illinois State Poetry Society.
He has had poetry, short stories, and essays published in various
publications. He has lived in Southern Illinois since retiring from the
business world a decade ago.